I’m with you, TG. Never understood what folk were doing in there so long. Personally, I can think of nicer places to read the paper. I wait till I need to poop, then go to the john and do it.
because where else in my office can I sit down and read the paper without someone bothering me?
You can get away with a good 15 minutes in the bathroom like 3 times a day…
although I only have to crap maybe once… and it only lasts about 15 seconds… thanks to rasin bran every morning…
Even if I was an animal on the hunt, I don’t think I’d rush my prey right in the middle of a big dump. In fact, if I was getting chased I’d probably crap all over the place.
Hell if I know, as I expressed in this thread. Unless I’m sick, I’m in and ou w/in a few, and I sure as hell don’t want to sit in there, smell my own shit, and read. It’s a lot more pleasant on my comfy couch.
Really? That’s disrespectful. When I was little I once asked my mom why we have to fold our hands for bedtime prayer. And she said, so that we don’t pick our nose or play with our butt while praying. So, practicing religion while performing bodily functions = no-no?
I think some people just use it to have some quiet alone time. I’m a quick person myself–but IME it’s kind of a guy thing?
Regurgit, Madeline L’Engle has a story about talking with a seminarian who claims that he has no time for prayer. She comes back with “Why can’t you do it while you’re in the john?” I think God already knows that we poop, although it’s probably best to keep a reverent attitude in prayer as much as possible.
Because we don’t just push and plop as soon as we feel the urge. We suck it up to give us time to get to the toilet. Then we need a few minutes to coax it back down to the exit. Then it eeeeeases on out. Then we wait another minute to see if their’s anymore. Than another minute, cause we really want to make sure we’re done, we don’t want to have to go right back again. Then we wipe. Then we realize that there was a little more left. Then we push a little bit cause this last piece doesn’t come out so easy. Then a bit gets stuck to our butt, and we get frustrated. Then we wipe again, but longer this time. Then we pull up our pants, gather our things, flush, and leave.